This year is a bittersweet Mother’s Day for me here in NYC.
My mother has been dead for quite a few years and for some reason I finding this year very hard. I think perhaps it is because there have been several recent deaths of friends and family members .
So as friends post picture on social media of their Moms that they are enjoying, I think of the years ago that I buried my Mom.
I smiled as I thought of my Mother after all the kids were raised she sold her suburban home in lightning speed and grabbed herself a Manhattan apartment as she had always wanted to live in NYC!
She loved theater, opera, ballet and art museums and she gorged on them with such joy! I am my mother’s daughter and know where my love of the arts comes from!
I often attended events with her and we’d enjoy reviewing the shows we saw to each other over Chinese take out.
Rather than be morose about Mother’s Day, I thought to myself, how can I honor my Mother in a way she’d approve of?
I thought of the joy my new grandson would bring her with his smiling face and clapping his little hands.
I have very vivid memories of Mom and Dad reading me bedtime stories. Both my parents loved to read and all my siblings and myself are voracious readers.
So, I knew what to do.
I jumped on Amazon and ordered my grandson my Mom’s favorite childhood book for babies, Pat The Bunny!
So now each Mother’s Day and Father’s Day I will find something to do to honor each parent.
As I read my grandson Pat The Bunny, Ill enjoy his expression, and I’ll think of Mom!
Happy Mother’s Day!